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A. Stupidamountsoffakewasabi

from 2​:​22 by Zippo Hebs

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On the island in the trees smokin spirits
So fleeting, buoy bells ringin can you hear it?
Forty seven peasants all dealing with life or death
Morning dew in every breath, and in my being
lil pep in my stride, bruh
night before was wild, how we lined up, how we lined up,
Outside of the club like "where the fuck is the bottle service...?"
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Ya knowledge is deplorable,
Filtered through a gloryhole,
Diploma don't imbue ya with the fullness of pleroma
Some say that my theories too spun like dracona
ID's too large, too big for this beholder
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Ignoring social norms
Let's get it formed in full
Cornucopia of issues
Raisin my cortisol
I'm growing up facin shit to do with it
Music
hits the back burner while I keep existing in a
System made to shut us down
Keep the gold boarded up
Fuck it, let's knock it down
Keepin my shoulders shrugged
My parents taught me, if I got a talent, use it
Chase your dreams don't settle for inbetweens, you can do it
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88 keys, they all black and white
BPM the key to movin chakras with the light
EDM's not me, I need expression from the mind
LSD my speed I need some acid for the night
Spread all on her sheets she tellin me to do her right
Feeling like a G, I got her comin on the pipe
Serenata for me in this cole world like Nat King
Always had a hunch my heart would get stuck in this Rap thing

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from 2​:​22, released February 22, 2016

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